Pedal Pedal –

The horses galloped on the official road, their bodies were like black thunder, and the bells of the horses around their necks were 'belling', which could be heard from a distance, and occasionally a caravan walking at night hurriedly got out of the way, and before they could see that the horses had disappeared at the end of the field of vision.

"What kind of horse is this, running so fast......"

"Scared the ...... to death"

The wind-chasing horse snorted heavily in the winter night, there were too many pedestrians in Chang'an City to run wildly, Xu Buling did not have the habit of walking the horse, he had been holding back for too long, and he ran with all his strength after leaving the city, and he didn't even need to urge.

In the cold wind, Xu Buling carried the ash pole gun snatched from the city gate guards, his long hair fluttered in the wind, and his eyes were slightly cold, searching the endless snowfield.

He didn't bring weapons when he entered the palace in the afternoon, but he was proficient in all eighteen weapons, and it didn't make much difference whether he held a sword or not, and he had to get used to using a gun.

Chasing the wind and stepping on the snow may be a bit exaggerated to travel thousands of miles a day, but if there are no passes along the way to block it, it is not a problem to run back to Suzhou City from Chang'an in three days.

The eastern suburbs post station is twenty miles away from Chang'an City, and it takes less than ten minutes to let go of the run, but there is no trace of Zhu Manzhi and others after running for more than ten miles, so Xu Buling Meiyu showed a little annoyance.

In the past year, the memories of the past have long been fused.

Xu Buling, as the eldest son of King Su, is the crown prince in the twelve states of Xiliang. Thousands of miles to Chang'an, there is no way for the Son of Heaven to pretend to be a pig at his feet, but only the emperor on the dragon chair can step on Xu Buling, and all civil and military officials have to ask the sword of Xiliang Tieqi before they can speak.

Zhu Manzhi's identity has not been revealed, and the emperor will not use this method to deal with a small guard no matter what he has to do, even if he wants to kill, it is a matter of one sentence.

Today, someone is eyeing Zhu Manzhi, it must be a small force.

Hatred will not arise out of thin air, I wish Manzhi to come to the capital for a short time, and the person who is offended by Manzhi is also a Fulai Building, a White Horse Village.

These two Xu Buling didn't pay attention to it at all, and they didn't think that they would be so bold to retaliate, and at this time, something went wrong, so they were naturally worried that it would be too late.

The horses galloped wildly, and a small bright spot appeared in the distance, which was the post lantern in the eastern suburbs.

Xu Buling frowned, looked around carefully, and finally found a few lines of messy footprints from the snowfield, and rushed to the side.

"Drive-"

Xu Buling lightly clamped the horse's belly, then jumped out of the official road and chased along the footprints on the snow.

After running for a while, he raised his eyes and saw that the seventh man in the guard was swept back by a gunman and fell on the snow.

There were already two lying on the ground, Liu Hou'er had been stabbed several times and had not moved, Wang Dazhuang was seriously injured in his legs and couldn't get up, so he could only lie on the ground and use indiscriminate slashing. There were blood stains everywhere on the snow, and Zhu Manzhi struggled to parry with the Yanling knife.

"Kill—"

"Beware—"

"Ahh

Loud and noisy shouts drifted with the cold wind, and the sound gradually became clear.

Xu Buling's face was furious, and he shook the spear in his hand violently, and made a 'pop-' sound, which actually shattered the red tassel under the head of the spear, like thunder in the daylight......

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Above the snowy fields.

After several rounds of fighting, Zhu Manzhi saw that the two robes who had taken care of her a lot since entering Beijing were seriously injured, and the righteous soldiers who reached out to help her were not afraid of death to cover her and were frequently hit hard, but she had no choice, and she was almost desperate. This is still the premise that the two bandits on the other side did not hurt her, if they intended to kill her, I am afraid that she would have been lying on the ground with her two companions.

At this moment, Zhu Manzhi also understood that the two extremely fierce bandits were coming at her, and he guessed the reason. To be able to invite such a powerful master to kill the wolf guard, not only will it cost a lot of money, but it will also have to settle the investigation of the case after the fact. Those who have this ability in Chang'an City are the few princes and generals on Kuishou Street.

Not long after Zhu Manzhi came to Chang'an, the prince who provoked him was also a loyal and brave Li Baoyi, and it was self-evident who wanted to arrest her.

It was Xu Buling's proposal to sweep the White Horse Village, and she just ran errands with her, in order to carry her into the case vault to find out the news of the lock dragon Gu.

Now that she is in trouble, Xu Buling ignores her......

Zhu Manzhi had this thought in his heart, and his round eyes couldn't help but show a little grievance, but he immediately suppressed this thought again.

It was she herself who wanted to enter the case library, Xu Shizi helped each other, and they were mutually beneficial, and no one owed anyone......

Zhu Manzhi took a breath of cold air, stubbornly raised the knife and rushed towards Wu Biao again.

Jianghu people, their heads are tied to the belt of their trousers, and they die when they die, and they don't blame anyone......

Bang –

Lao Qi was smashed to the ground by Zhu Biao again, and his mouth and nose were covered with blood.

Zhu Manzhi was filled with grief and indignation, and made a sword with a knife, and wanted to use the killing moves given to her by her father and the two bandits to fight hard.

Seeing two tall bandits rushing straight towards him, Zhu Manzhi was about to fight to the death when a thunderclap suddenly exploded from afar:

Smack-

The sound resounded through the snowfield, followed by the sound of drum-like horses' hooves.

Zhu Biao is a good hand at using a gun, and he can hear the sound of shaking the gun, but the sound is so loud, how much arm strength is needed is beyond Zhu Biao's imagination, and he hurriedly looked back at the moment.

Xie Huan noticed the abnormal movement, and also turned the blade to look at the snow field behind him, never thinking about the last glance in his life, and saw a scene that ordinary people would not believe.

Fierce horses galloped, spears like dragons.

Between the snow droplets, the majestic war horse raised its front hooves.

The beautiful boy dressed in white immediately stepped on the horse's head, jumped high into the air with the strength of the horse's jumping, and raised the snow spear behind his head with both hands.

This jump, jumping very high, Wu Biao looked up from below, just like the white-clothed son of Shengxue, and the crescent moon in mid-air became one.

"Ahh

A long howl that bordered on bursting.

The barrel of the white wax spear burst into a full bow in the air, and smashed down with a terrifying sound of breaking wind.

Wu Biao's pupils shrank sharply, only to feel that the white-clothed man was on top of his head in the blink of an eye, and in a hurry, he could only raise the iron spear horizontally, recognizing the devastating blow of the current mountain.

Smack-

A loud and numbing sound.

The sturdy white wax spear smashed on the iron spear, directly breaking apart.

Wu Biao couldn't bear such a huge force, his boots were smashed directly into the snow, and before he knelt down on his knees, the broken spear head smashed on his head, and in an instant, blood splashed, like a ripe watermelon bursting, and he didn't even have time to scream......